Portrait Sketches - September 2026
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Been thinking a lot about the past. About the people who left my life too quickly, and those who stayed around too long.
Alive or dead they're all ghosts. Phantoms that only exist in my memory. And as such they are representations no longer true to the people I knew. Remembering has altered them, made them into caricatures.
Such is the experience of recall. In time memory softens the edges. In time memory forgives even if you don't want to.
The ghosts that haunt us become mere flickers. Only the emotional weight remains.
